The king listened to Tianshi's words, reflecting carefully.
On one hand, there was the honor and respect he had for Qingyi and Meilin, without even talking about Margareth's brave soldiers, who fought alongside him.
On the other hand, his kingdom was bankrupt.
With the enormous interest rates, what he owed to the Burning Red Pavilion was quickly piling up, becoming a debt that seemed increasingly unpayable.
The possibility of getting rid of that debt and, on top of that, having access to more support from the Pavilion to pay for the damage caused by his brother would certainly be welcome.
After all, appeasing the massacred peoples in the north and in the royal domain would not be cheap.
After careful consideration, the king let a long, defeated sigh escape his lips as he stood up.
"Jin Tianshi, I, as the legitimate sovereign of this nation, recognize you as the rightful heir to the Burning Red Pavilion Chamber of Commerce, which was founded and registered in my kingdom."
